It is well-known.
In the world of the X-n, the world’s first mutant, Apocalypse, is considered a god of Egypt.
Apocalypse ruled Egypt and then enslaved the Egyptians to build one grand pyramid after another.
To be precise, every ti Apocalypse reincarnates, a new pyramid is constructed.
Consciousness transfer!
This is the core mutant ability of Apocalypse.
He can transfer his consciousness into other mutants’ bodies to achieve immortality while inheriting the host’s mutant abilities.
This is why Apocalypse can live for thousands of years and possesses a vast array of mutant abilities.
Each reincarnation requires a substantial amount of energy.
Therefore, Apocalypse constructed pyramids that could amplify his power, completing reincarnation within the pyramid, and then sealed his forr bodies inside the completed pyramids.
After saying this, Hawk suddenly thought of sothing, raising his sharp eyebrows, then looked at Apocalypse, who hadn’t spoken a word since showing up: "Have you taken a liking to my body?"
Pyramid.
Reincarnation.
Apocalypse and the new body.
No way.
What about Professor X?
Just as Hawk was thinking about this, Apocalypse raised his right hand.
The next second.
Inside the pyramid, flas suddenly ignited on the altar, and there, on the altar, without any restraints, because he was already disabled, the young Professor X appeared in Hawk’s line of sight.
Hawk instinctively looked toward Professor X, who was leaning against the stone platform.
Professor X’s gaze just happened to land there as well, and then his pupils contracted.
"Be careful!"
"Boom!"
"Bang!"
Hawk imdiately snapped back to reality, seeing a huge fist rushing at him. Instead of retreating, he advanced, raising his hand and delivering a punch of his own.
Violent shockwaves erupted between the clashing fists, and as the shockwaves battered the walls inside the pyramid, the runes on the walls lit up, causing the entire pyramid to tremble as a sense of being trapped in quicksand surged again.
But soon.
The quicksand feeling vanished, and Apocalypse’s strength escalated further. With a forceful swing of his right fist, he knocked Hawk flying.
Boom!
Sent flying, Hawk transford into a crimson beam of light; the mont his back collided with the pyramid wall, Apocalypse’s red eyes glimred with flashing lights.
Instantly, the tal wall behind Hawk seed to co alive, flowing like liquid and extending nurous tentacles, trying to bind Hawk from every possible angle.
But...
Just as the tentacles were about to confine Hawk, Hawk burst out like a cannonball once more.
"I don’t believe the pyramid’s amplification to you is limitless."
"Die!"
"Boom!"
Hawk’s fist struck directly on the chest of Apocalypse, who had grown to nearly six ters tall.
Instantly.
Apocalypse was sent flying again, and as soon as Apocalypse’s feet left the ground, his size began to shrink visibly, sliding back to normal proportions.
His power amplification from the pyramid requires his feet to touch the pyramid’s ground!
With his eyes bright, Hawk quickly braked, enduring the increasingly viscous air around him, and instantly appeared once again next to Apocalypse, who was still airborne, grabbing Apocalypse’s ankle and swinging him higher like a whip.
Boom!
Pow-pow-pow—!!!
One punch, two punches, three punches!
Hawk transford into a phantom, appearing all around Apocalypse, his fists falling on Apocalypse at a speed that was invisible to the naked eye.
Instantly.
The entire pyramid trembled in response, but similarly, the air around Hawk beca suffocatingly thick.
Finally, with a boom, after Hawk delivered the last punch, he found himself unable to move, watching as Apocalypse descended like a teor, roaring with a crash onto the pyramid’s altar.
And the mont Apocalypse tumbled onto the altar, the extre resistance surrounding him visibly dissipated.
With a change in balance, as Apocalypse got up from the altar, the injuries inflicted upon him by Hawk were already healing at a visible rate.
Apocalypse glanced at his swiftly healing chest, then raised his head, looking at Hawk standing loftily above, and spoke his first words.
"Interesting body."
"I want it."
"Ha!"
Listening to Apocalypse’s raspy, confident voice, Hawk chuckled: "Is your brain fried?"
Apocalypse remained expressionless: "The test is over. Your body ets my requirents."
Hawk raised his sharp brows.
Just then.
After speaking, as Apocalypse opened his right hand, the helplessly unable to escape Professor X was suddenly drawn into his hand.
As Apocalypse and Professor X locked eyes, red pupils instantly synchronized and dyed Professor X’s blue eyes red.
The next second.
Apocalypse opened his mouth; the synchronized Professor X also opened his mouth.
Scream!
"Ah!!"
"Buzz-buzz-buzz!"
The runes on the walls around the pyramid, upon sensing the ultra-high sonic attack, abruptly lit up again.
But unlike the golden glow from before, this ti, the runes revealed a blood-red hue, akin to Apocalypse’s red eyes, like fresh blood.
And it’s different from the sticky sensation Hawk felt earlier.
This ti, what Hawk experienced was not just a sticky feeling but a powerful sense of oppression crashing over him like a tsunami.
At the sa ti, the entire wall seed to lt into blood, as countless blood-red tentacles appeared once more, swiftly surrounding Hawk from all directions.
In the blink of an eye, the number of tentacles beca so dense that it was almost as if Hawk was subrged.
Snap!
A tentacle wrapped around Hawk’s ankle, then his torso, and finally his limbs, suddenly contracted backward, attempting to drag Hawk into the wall to blend with them.
Almost completely enveloped by the tentacles, Hawk sneered coldly.
The next second.
Boom!
Hawk’s powerful body shook, and a strong shock wave erupted from him, accompanied by the sound of tentacles snapping and falling away.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, he instantly distanced himself and looked again at the altar where Apocalypse and Professor X were.
But...
On the altar, there was nothing, neither Apocalypse nor Professor X.
Hawk landed on the altar with the tip of his toe, gazing at the empty altar, then realized.
Sothing’s off.
This is a spiritual attack.
Hawk’s heart tightened. At the mont he raised his head, his body launched like a cannonball, directly breaking through the pyramid.
In the real pyramid, he was similarly entangled, but not by blood-red tentacles, rather by nurous tallic arms stretching out, locking his limbs and torso, leaving only his head exposed. Hawk’s initially vacant eyes suddenly regained focus.
The next second.
Boom!!!
The tallic arms entwining his limbs and torso responded...
Didn’t break?
"This is..."
"Adamantium?"
"No?"
"This seems like Adamantium alloy."
Feeling the tal binding his limbs and torso, Hawk frowned.
Alright.
This is a bit troubleso.
As is widely known.
Adamantium is Adamantium, and Adamantium alloy is Adamantium alloy.
These are different things.
The forr is non-replicable, and the latter, though relatively rare, can be replicated, and true Adamantium is non-magnetic, whereas Adamantium alloy can be magnetized.
Hawk’s Golden Phoenix Holy Armor is made from Adamantium.
While Wolverine’s claws are the latter, Adamantium alloy, which is why Magneto can control Wolverine.
Adamantium alloy possesses magnetism, and since it has magnetism, it can be controlled by Magneto.
Sounds reasonable.
Just as Hawk frowned, feeling a bit troubled, his body began to sway towards the altar where Apocalypse stood with his right hand extended under the restraint of the Adamantium alloy.
"Do you know why you will be defeated?"
"You’re too arrogant. Outside, you clearly had a chance to dodge my attack, but your arrogance led you into my altar."
Apocalypse gazed with red eyes at the bound Hawk, his voice hoarse with a hint of chastising.
Only Hawk’s head was exposed, his limbs tightly bound by Adamantium alloy, and he smirked.
"This was the reason why you were counterattacked by a group of humans before, because you were overly arrogant?"
"..."
Apocalypse’s expression froze, his face turning visibly darker.
"I once thought they would be grateful for my rcy."
"But I was wrong."
"Humans aren’t worthy of my rcy."
"And neither are you!"
"Hiss!"
Hawk chuckled lightly, looking at Apocalypse: "I’m curious how you plan to seize my body?"
Apocalypse’s expression returned to normal.
"By killing you, your body will be mine."
"Is that so? Then how do you plan to kill when you can’t even break through my body’s defense?"
"Yes."
Apocalypse nodded in agreent, staring at Hawk: "The strength of your body is unbelievable, truly making you unkillable now. But, I can kill the earlier version of you whose body wasn’t so powerful."
Hawk raised an eyebrow.
"My ti is fixed; no one can ddle with the tiline I’ve walked."
"Yes, if you hadn’t co here."
Apocalypse said hoarsely, his red eyes overflowing with blood-red light that spread to cover Hawk’s entire form.
The next second.
Buzz!
Hawk’s Ti Galaxy, temporarily shielded after entering this universe, seed to be directly pulled out from his body by the writhing red light.
Hawk frowned.
Apocalypse spoke solemnly.
"I can enter each of your ti nodes and kill you at that point in ti, like seawater seeping into a dam, or like a worm consuming leaves, bit by bit eroding your ti and killing you at any point on the tiline."
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